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The memories you tried not to forget. The promises you wished you'd kept. The words unsaid. The blood you've bled. The thoughts that leap inside your head It's mystifying Stupefying I feel like crying When I think of that darkness lurking Always irking With a word of doubt ... - Fiction > RomanceThe boy beside me finished whatever he was sketching and threw his pencil down with a flourish. “Done!” He breathed, and the hardcore studiers around me rolled their eyes and muttered things under their breath. This boy was the obnoxious artist of the silent reading room. He leaned back, stre...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionIt’s not dark at night; at least not anymore. The wind felt fresh and cool on my face as we drove. It was late, nearly eleven and it wasn’t dark. The harsh lights of a car dealership almost blinded me. Not to mention the light posts lining the streets and the many car lights reaching into the he...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction“… and this one is $1,500 sir.” My heart pounded loudly in my chest and by that time I was certain the look on my face was freaking out the saleswoman. “I’ll give you some time to think.” She said, scanning my face nervously. I looked down at the rows and rows of beautiful engag...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyI’ve stayed strong. I’m strong because I know Marie isn’t. My sister lets her heart get in the way; she won’t acknowledge reality until it’s too late. I learned this when we first signed on, we had no other choice but Marie didn’t believe that. She said we could be part of The Sick. As i...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThere are basically two streets that make up my neighborhood: 1st and 2nd street. I live on 2nd street. For as long as I can remember the 1st and 2nd street kids have hated each other. There isn’t anything wrong with the 1st street kids. It’s just one of those things you don’t question. Every ...
- Poetry > All PoetryA secretive hidden surprise, a ninja slinking in disguise, a private little hideaway, a place unknown, but safe to play, an old clock on the tip top shelf, holds secrets only it knows, like I myself... I whisper into an open ear, secrets are everywhere, but there's one near, mysteries...
- Nonfiction > All NonfictionCivil conversations: Getting Along in our Diverse Community Okay imagine this, you get in line at the ice cream shop, and while waiting for your frozen treat, you turn and take a good look at the people in line behind you notice how different they are from one another. As you happily receive your v...
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